Darkstalker's Revenge

by HonestlyIJustWannaWrite

Darkstalker wants to stay alive. He knows Kinkajou's plan to turn him into a dragonet, and he casts a spell to preserve his soul. Now, the NightWing wants revenge on the dragonets who ruined his life. New characters, plot twists, and blooming friendships. What is Darkstalker willing to do in order to reach his dream and rule Pyrrhia? Rated T cuz I'm paranoid and it's a bit gory-ish

1. Prologue

PROLOGUE: DARKSTALKER

Darkstalker knew this was happening. He knew his body would be transformed into a tiny, insignificant, powerless baby dragonet with half-RainWing genetics. He knew this beforehand. He saw it in his visions, and he did a spell to verify the fact. He was ready.

Darkstalker remembered very clearly the wording of the spell he'd cast that morning. 'Enchant Darkstalker to have his soul, along with all his memories and powers, to be transported to the body of a newly hatched dragonet the moment he eats the strawberry containing Kinkajou's spell.'

It was truly genius, his plan. He held up the berry his mother had handed him and popped it into his mouth. He closed his eyes, waiting for the separation, and immediately felt a floating sensation. Darkstalker slowly opened his eyes, grinning madly when he saw his spell had worked. He was a ghost, hovering above his own body as it shrank.

But before he could observe what was happening, he was whisked away on the wind. He tried to make it slow down or be controllable, but his magic was inaccessible. Uh-oh he thought. I should have worded that spell better. What if I end up in the body of some weird tribe, like a lazy RainWing or lowly MudWing?

Darkstalker began mentally panicking, but he didn't have a chance to actually start freaking out. At that moment, he felt himself thud into a new existence. Darkness, warmth. It was just like it was before he'd hatched, which made him realize he was about to hatch again.

What tribe will I be in? he thought with curiosity. He rammed himself into the eggshell, smiling when he saw light through the cracks he'd made.

"Shh!" cried someone from outside. "It's hatching!"

Darkstalker's smile widened when he was greeted with sunshine and a rainforest smell. He saw his - rather, the dragon's body that he was inhabiting's - parents, feeling his heart sing with joy at the sight of two NightWings.

The mother smiled at him. "Hello, Stormbringer."